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Gaslighting
Understanding the Narcissist I don’t know about you, but I hear this word a lot more these days. I’m in a lot of different parenting groups on social media and quite often you’ll see mums posting frustrated rants about their partner who is driving them crazy. Usually, it’s a justified rant, she blows off steam, […]
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Cathartic Writing
Today, I wanted to share a technique that I’ve started using, on the advice of my therapist, for releasing intrusive thoughts. Because of my history and my trauma I do suffer with anxiety and I am sometimes caught off guard by thoughts that don’t belong to me. This can come in the form of feeling […]
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Chaos Continues
In the chaos that cycled around her, just for a moment she surrendered. Shoulders slumped, eyelids heavy, reality suspended. The world trickled off her like a rain shower in the spring. Instinct dragged her towards him, all her resistance dissolved. His hand, a slow pressure on her lower back. The warmth of him. Rough fingertips […]
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The Dressmaker’s Room
After unbuckling him from his car seat, I expected Benny to launch himself across the gravel path with his usual buoyancy. Instead, a small hand slipped into my own as he stayed beside me. I was startled to see my fearless five-year-old looking suddenly so small and still. “Skellington house.” I found my gaze drawn […]
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Life after the Narcissist
#4 Things I shouldn’t have tolerated, in no particular order This one has a happy ending. We just have to navigate through the inbetween bit first. In some ways, this is the hardest part of the whole process of being in a relationship with a narcissist. Finally being free. But what does freedom mean? If, […]
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Tommy Stone of Castle Ruin
“Is it alive?” “I can’t tell.” “Looks like it’s breathing!” “There’s just so much mud.” Tommy peered over the crumbling stone wall at the two girls crouching over what appeared to be a mound of dirty leaves from where he stood. They had their backs to him and clearly hadn’t noticed him on their way […]
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The Reverend
The Reverend’s decline began the day his son died. Or perhaps, even before that. He looked upon the still form of his son, the steady rise and fall of the boy’s chest slower and shallower with each passing second. He had watched, safe in the knowledge that the Lord was watching over them, so content […]
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